Take the “W” from “woman,” the “hin” from “unhinged” and the “er” from “liberal.” This gives you “w-hin-er,” which is an apt description for women who are both unhinged and liberal. You could justifiably say “Um, Christine, that ‘er’ you so facetiously isolated is also found in ‘conservative’ so you and your ilk could equally fit the description of whiner.”

Now that’s clever. But here’s where it doesn’t compute. It is true that conservative women can be annoying (me, Sarah Palin, Elizabeth Hasselback) and they can be obnoxious (me, Ann Coulter, Laura Ingraham) and they can be loud (me, Megyn Kelly, Judge Jeannine Pirro) but what conservative women are not, as a general rule, are victims.

Liberal women, in all of their post-feminist glory, don’t know how to be anything but victims, particularly when it comes to their reproductive apparatus. They’ll tell you it’s a sign of strength to “own” their ovaries, but the possibility that they might have to finance the operation of said ovaries by themselves (or rather, a work stoppage of the same) sends them into a hormonal frenzy the likes of which hasn’t been seen since the Beatles appeared on the “Ed Sullivan Show.”

By this point, you must know that I am referring to the Hobby Lobby decision, which essentially mandated Sharia law for all women of reproductive age in the contiguous 48 states (we have no idea what is going on in Alaska and Hawaii.) Well, that’s a bit of an exaggeration. According to Sens. Patty Murray and Mark Udall, the Hobby Lobby case simply made it possible for employers to impose their religious views on their female employees, thereby making Saturday nights a whole lot more expensive for those of childbearing age.

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Flippancy will get me nowhere, I know. But I really can’t take seriously the ranting and raving of the feminist throngs who have deliberately misread the Hobby Lobby decision as an invitation to treat American women as second-class citizens, depriving us of our God-given (oops, our secular humanist) right to free birth control.

I thought we had been through this, and the matter was settled. Five Catholic justices took out their Bibles, found the right passage (the one in the Book of Job) and decreed that closely held corporations would not be required to subsidize — even indirectly — the purchase of four forms of abortifacent birth control for their female employees. It was a fairly narrow, cut-and-dried decision.

But I underestimated the hyperventilating on this point, as well as the desire of some women to have their private lives intruded upon by Uncle Sam (only when they wanted them to be intruded upon, of course.) As long as the government, through private employers, was paying for their birth control, they had no problem with someone putting their nose into the bedroom, bathroom or work cubicle. If that nose was sniffing out whether they were actually using birth control, or planning to have an abortion well, then, it was an unconstitutional violation of their right to virtually everything that counts.

And so, a few days after the five Catholic justices swung their rosaries in the air and declared a papist jihad on all of the sexually active women in the United States, those valiant Democratic senators took a stand and presented the Protect Women’s Health from Corporate Interference Act. Because you know how those corporations are trying to keep cancer treatments, hormone replacement therapy, open heart surgery and Botox triage from the sisterhood. A lot of Democrats signed onto the bill, which isn’t surprising.

What is distressing is that Pennsylvania’s senior senator actually said this to explain that he, too, was supporting the bill: “I’m a pro-life Democrat, always have been, always will be … I’ll go with scientists on what contraception is, rather than a religious viewpoint of what science is.”

It is actually irrelevant what scientists believe about contraception. The Religious Freedom Restoration Act allows individuals (and now corporations) to determine whether a particular act violates its conscience. A scientist may very well feel that preventing a fertilized egg from attaching to the uterus is not an abortion, but that scientist doesn’t get the right to tell a person (or again, a closely held corporation) that his or her belief to the contrary is invalid. Oh, and, that he or she has to shelve his beliefs so a down-on-her luck employee doesn’t have to fork over $9 a month for the Pill.

Bob Casey’s apple has fallen so far from the venerable tree of his dearly departed father that it’s actually in Ohio somewhere. Gov. Casey would have cringed to hear the comments from his son, a man who has long ago abandoned the “pro-life” cause in pursuit of popularity and a comfy place in his new and improved party.

Casey, like all the pro-life Dems, got played. They voted for Obamacare without a birth control mandate. The president could never have gotten their votes otherwise. Then, surprise, Sibelius slips it in as an HHS regulation. How naive and stupid those “Pro-Life” Dems were to believe a regulation could trump an Act of Congress.

Casey is one of them, and as such, is a major embarrassment to this commonwealth.

Fortunately, we still have Pat Toomey, the junior senator who actually understood that the Hobby Lobby decision was, as he said “a victory for religious freedom.”

Another fortunate thing is that the GOP blocked this retaliatory bill. Which just goes to show you that whines made of sour grapes have a very short shelf life.

Christine Flowers is an attorney and Delaware County resident. Her column appears every Sunday. Email her at cflowers1961@gmail.com.